The morning of the Spring Festival has just arrived, and there is a lot of smoke rising in the imperial capital. People who have worked hard for a year get up early and start preparing a hearty breakfast for the Spring Festival.
At the gate of the imperial capital, the guards guarding the gate yawned, looking enviously at the scene of gradually becoming lively in the imperial capital. Although it was the Spring Festival, the guards of the imperial capital still could not be taken lightly. But no one knows whether these cunning people from the sect will make another move.
As guards, it is their duty to protect their homeland.
Although at the moment they are all imagining the hot kang, the beautiful wife and the lovely children, um, and the steaming Spring Festival breakfast prepared by the wife herself.
Suddenly, a lazy guard who was intoxicated in beautiful fantasies suddenly focused his eyes, and suddenly became energetic, looking into the distance, his face full of dignity.
In the distance, two figures, one large and one small, slowly walked towards the imperial capital, and an invisible sense of oppression was transmitted to these guards, causing their complexions to change slightly.
"Two fifth-rank battle kings?!" The guard was horrified. For them, the war king was already an unattainable figure.
"Crack, crack."
The sound of teeth crushing bones came out clearly, accompanied by the sound of chewing mixed with saliva, which made the two guards at the gate of the imperial capital feel goose bumps and chills all over their bodies, and suddenly felt a kind of eerie feeling.
"Brother, we've arrived at the imperial capital." An indistinct voice rang out, just said a word, and then it turned into the sound of chewing bones again.
"You fat man, can you stop talking to me while eating?!" Another voice seemed a little bored, and his tone was full of disgust.
"Crack, crack, got it... um... got it, I won't talk about it next time, cracking, cracking." A slightly honest laughter echoed with the sound of chewing bones, and then another voice was exasperated maddened complaining.
In the sight of the two guards of the imperial capital, their figures gradually became clear.
Seeing these two people, the guard's eyes shrank at the same time.
One is fat and the other is thin, one is tall and the other is short, the tall one is very fat, his whole body is full of fat, and his small eyes are almost squeezed to the point of being invisible.
And the short one is extremely thin, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and looks quite... funny.
There was an apron tied in front of the fat man, and there was a pocket on the apron. The fat man reached into the pocket and grabbed a fragrant, shiny chicken leg, and stuffed it directly into his mouth. He didn't even have to spit out the bones, he just chewed and swallowed for a while.
It's not normal for a short person, he is not tall, but he is carrying a big black pot that can almost put him in it, as if he is carrying a turtle shell.
"You two... stop!" the guard stopped them and said solemnly.
These two people looked abnormal at first glance, and they were on guard duty, so they still had to stop them and question them.
"Brother, he stopped us... crackling." The fat man grabbed a chicken leg from his apron pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and said to the short man while chewing.
The short man glanced at the fat man in distaste, and then said to the guard: "My buddy, we are chefs who are here to participate in this year's banquet of hundreds of families in the imperial capital. We are from Qingyang Town."
The guard was taken aback, these two weird guys are really fucking chefs... Are all the chefs so unique now? Just bring the pot back to the competition
"Qingyang Town? Eh? Is that the Qingyang Town called the Entrance to the Wild?" The guard muttered the three words Qingyang Town, then shrank his eyes, as if thinking of something, and looked at the two in shock .
The short man was very satisfied with the guard's expression, raised his chin proudly, and said to the guard, "Then can we go in?"
The guard swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then turned sideways, and the two walked straight towards the imperial capital.
When the fat man passed by the guard, he paused and grinned, the fat on his face trembling.
"Brother, you are nice, you actually let us in, come on, here is half a chicken leg for you." The fat man pulled out a chicken leg from his apron, put it directly into his mouth, his big white teeth snapped down, and directly smashed the chicken leg Break in half.
While chewing, he handed the remaining half of the chicken leg to the guard.
The guard caught it dumbfounded, just watching the two people, one tall and one short, step into the imperial capital in a daze.
As soon as the fat man left, the guard suddenly came back to his senses and threw the chicken leg on the ground with disgust on his face...
"Chefs in Qingyang Town, I remember that the cooks there are terrible!" The guard murmured faintly with a look of horror on his face.
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"Crack, crack, brother, why are we here to participate in this hundred-family banquet? For such a boring thing, why not eat a few more chicken legs, and compete with those mediocre cooks. It's not interesting at all." The fat man bit the chicken leg, while Said to the short man with vague doubts.
The two brothers are called Alu Awei, the fat one is called Alu, and the thin one is called Awei. They are cooks in Qingyang Town, and they are very famous in that area. They learn cooking skills from an old cook and often go to wild places Hunting spirit beasts in China, their cuisine is bold, but delicious at the same time.
Although their names are not prominent in the Qingfeng Empire, but in Qingyang Town, when it comes to them, everyone knows everyone.
"I told you not to talk to me while eating! How many times do I need to emphasize that?! Hmph... If the old man hadn't invited us to this hundred-family banquet this time, he said that the prizes for this year's hundred-family banquet might be very good, He hopes that we can take it back to honor him, do you think I will come here to cook with my temper?" Awei pointed his chin up and snorted coldly in disgust.
"What's the prize? Did the old man reveal it?" Alu swallowed the chicken leg meat mixed with bones, and then stared at Awei curiously with his small eyes.
"How would I know?" Awei snorted, and continued to walk forward with his big blame on his back.
Alu was stunned, and then continued to pull out a greasy and fragrant chicken leg from his apron pocket and stuffed it into his mouth. His apron pocket seemed to be a bottomless pit, and the chicken leg seemed inexhaustible.
Afterwards, Alu happily followed Awei's back.
"Crack, crack, brother, where are we going now? To the chef stronghold prepared by the empire?" Alu asked vaguely.
Then Awei's exasperated voice sounded again, "Get lost! Don't talk to me while eating!"
"Why are we going to that stronghold? What's the point of getting together with a bunch of garbage cooks, let's go and find something to eat!" Awei said.
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Bu Fang got up, and after washing up, he patted his cheek to wake up his hazy self.
He slept exceptionally well last night, which made him relax physically and mentally. It can be said that it was the most peaceful sleep he had ever had in this world.
Walking into the kitchen, Bu Fangyi began to practice carving and knife skills proficiently. His current carving has greatly improved from when he first started practicing. He can even carve a lifelike flower from a piece of soft tofu , the arc on it is very smooth.
On the contrary, the progress of knife skills is a bit slow. After all, it is more difficult to rise to the second level of Meteor knife skills.
After the daily training, Bu Fang started to cook the dishes. Of course, the first thing he cooked was drunk pork ribs, which is Xiao Hei's favorite. Today, Bu Fang specially added some amount to let the lazy dog eat enough .
After all, Spring Festival...
After a while, a strong aroma wafted from the kitchen. The smell was so good that it made people mesmerized. After all, drunk ribs embodies the word "drunk", intoxicating ribs.
After bringing out a plate full of drunk pork ribs, Bu Fang opened the door, and the chill rushed in.
The temperature didn't drop at all because of the celebration of the Spring Festival. Taking a breath, Bu Fang placed the steaming, intoxicatingly fragrant drunk pork ribs in front of Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei, who was lazily lying on the ground, suddenly widened his dog's eyes, stuck out his tongue, and became excited.
Maybe it only shows up like this when you're eating drunk ribs... This foodie dog!
Just as Bu Fang placed the drunk ribs in front of Xiao Hei, Bu Fang suddenly heard two clear footsteps behind him...
"Crack, blah, um... brother, there's a small shop here! Huh? The smell of meat... really smells good!"
Bu Fang stood up, and before he turned his head back, there was a sound of chewing bones behind him, and the indistinct voice suddenly shouted in surprise.